I can't stay here for another minute, I can't be her, I will never betray my home or give my body to a man, neither will I marry a devil which I did, but never will I be here to be his wife. I did the first thing that came to my mind I fled out
I can't stay here for another minute, I can't be her, I will never betray my home or give my body to a man, neither will I marry a devil which I did, but never will I be here to be his wife. I did the first thing that came to my mind I fled out
Leah woke up when she felt the sun ray reflecting on her face, she stretch her body some more before realizing she was in a room which was not hers; she jumped out of the bed immediately and study the environment she found herself in, she was staring at the wall which was quite exquisite but then her gaze dropped to the mirror as she gasped when she saw her reflection.
"No!"
She was wearing a garb, her hair was neatly braided with a makeup on her face, she loved the eye shadow no doubt but she looked like someone in the 16th century.
She thought it was all a dream until the door banged open revealing a woman probably in her fifties, dressed richly in a golden garment, she was wearing a crown coated with diamonds. Bloody hell! That's wealth all around her, from her head down to her toe.
"My lady, your maids will be here in ten minutes so prepare yourself for the wedding"
"Wedding?"
She rolled her eyes as she glared at me
"Your wedding with the king"
I stare at her looking so confused; I want to wake up from this dream. It is definitely a dream, but it felt real when her grip tightens around my arms as she glared at me. It was obvious this woman here hate me.
"You are going to marry him and I hope this time you won't cause any trouble"
"Who are you?"
She flinch at my question as I felt a sharp pain across my chin, oh my God the old wench just slapped me, the pain was real, I could feel it; this possibly wasn't a dream it never was.
"Get ready to be wed" she muttered as she head out
I ran across the room and closed the door, I have to get out of here and the only way out is through the window but all hope of escaping failed when I look through the window, I could only escape through the window if I wanted to commit suicide which was never going to happen.
Few minutes later, the maid came in and of course they want to bath me which I bluntly refused.
"Am going to bath myself, you guys shouldn't worry"
They stared at each other with questioning looks as they turned back to look at me
"My lady are you alright?" One of the maids asked worriedly
"Of course"
Am not alright, I just want to wake up from this annoying dream, the person here is a princess but am no princess, I lost my mother since I was five and my stepmother was a pain in the ass.
Dad who used to love me turned his back against me, life became more complicated when I lost my brother shane, he was the only one who really cared for me;
He did everything to sponsor me through my college but my fate became cruel when he died in a car accident
I have five different jobs and that was how I managed to survive but I could bear it no more when my stepmom kept being the bitch she was, I had to run from my home, from dad, I was on the run for sometime then I rented an apartment.
I have been living alone for three month until the day I bumped into dad and stepmom in the mall, the embarrassment was too much for me to bear when Jean, yea that's her name, my goddamn step mom accused me of stealing her money. A million dollars! For Pete sake where will I ever get such amount of money, I have never steal all my life but then here was the bitch trying to ruin my happiness
I could see the pains in dad eyes but immediately it changed to rage, I did the only thing that comes to my mind at that moment and I didn't care if I'd be killed at that spot, I slapped her, yea I did that!
I was so angry I jumped on her as my fist crashed on her face before I was pulled away from her, I smirk when I saw her bloody nose and mouth, dad was furious as he slapped me hard across the face and then I heard the siren
I was in jail for three days, thanks to Kellen who came to my rescue. She was indeed a friend. I took my bath and fell asleep bu waking up I was here. God knows where, I snapped out of my thought when the maids came back with a gown, it was the most beautiful outfit I have ever seen. I let them dressed me, I would probably escape somehow before the wedding or perhaps after the wedding.
My eyes widen in shock when I saw him, Shane my brother whom I lost, looking handsome in his costume without thinking twice I ran towards him and hugged him which made the maids shocked
"Shane. Oh my God, is this really you? You can't imagine how I have missed you" muttered as tears filled her eyes but to her surprise he pushed her away fiercely as he glared at her which made her flinch as she stare at him
"What did you have in your sleeve this time?" He flared as he added "I don't remember you and I being close!"
This wasn't her brother definitely, everyone hate her in this place. he isn't dead nor dreaming but she couldn't explain what was happening
"Am here to walk the bride of the savage king down to the aisle" he bellowed
He looked so irritated that she felt her heart breaking into a thousand pieces, Shane was never like that towards her, he was caring and loved her above all but this isn't her brother and she wasn't his sister. She had to do something to stop this madness
"Now!" He bellowed angrily
She was nervous as she walked towards him, he held her arm as they walk out
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Forced out of a mental hospital by her family, Nicole was made to marry Aidan-reputed to be disabled-in her sister's place. The public ridiculed their union: a so-called lunatic and a cripple. What they didn't know was that Nicole had a sharp mind, countless talents, and secret identities. High society sneered at her unruly behavior, but Aidan always took her side. "My wife is too fragile to hurt anyone," he'd say. But soon- "Sir, your wife destroyed someone's house!" "Let her." "Sir, your wife ran away!" He arrived at the airport with two adorable kids in tow, pleading, "Sweetheart, come back. You can punish me however you want." Nicole froze. Wait-where did these two adorable little troublemakers come from?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
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